Inside: poop, pretty girls and booze. Shh, just come.

A couple months ago, Japanese news site Rocket News 24 got their hands on some bottles of tsongsul, a traditional Korean “feces wine,” made by soaking chicken, dog or human feces in soju alcohol until the mixture ferments – by no means a popular drink, but nevertheless rumored to cure illness and heal bone fractures.

While the site did manage to get a few, ahem, shits and giggles out of the whole thing, it turned out that after the initial smell and taste test, no one in the office actually wanted to drink the stuff. So Rocket did the only thing it could: found a Japanese all-girl air-band and tricked them into drinking it.

They told the girls they’d be trying a new Korean herbal wine. This was some of their early feedback:

“Yum! I don’t like shochu but I can drink this! That’s impressive, you know! It has a refined and elegant taste similar to that of wine. The color is also pleasant, similar to that charming translucency of rosé. This is sure to be popular with young women!”

“It tastes like those old Japanese candies they used to sell at supermarkets! This is delicious! What’s this sweetness, I wonder… It’s like Yomeishu (a traditional Japanese herbal liqueur), but with a different kind of sweetness. This would be great for girls who like sweet alcoholic beverages. I’d drink this again!”

“Oh, wow! When I heard this was medicinal herb wine I thought it would taste strong, but I was completely off the mark. This is really good, and easy to drink. I think this could be a hit with girls.”

Of course, after the truth was divulged, the girls completely changed their imaginary-instrument-playing tunes and insisted the drink tasted like poop, but with such a drastic turn, it would seem the only way to know the true taste of tsongsul would be to try it for yourself.

Or you could, you know, do almost anything else and not seem so absolutely disgusting.

H/T and PicThx Rocket News 24

Dominique ZamoraTwitterFacebook

Dominique would be a foodie if she had money to pay for food. For now, she gets by just looking at food photography, which results in at least one more starving journalism student every time Instagram breaks down.